if you could see me now
you roll out of bed eyes too swollen to see but your mother is cooking you breakfast, trying to ease the pain.
your dad pulls you in for a hug and kisses your head but the only thing on your mind is the goodbye. the can't walk, can't talk, can't stand up, can't breathe goodbye.
nobody will protect you from your suffering. you can't cry it away or punch it away or even therapy it away. its just there, and you have to survive it. you have to endure it.
you have to live through it and love it and move on and be better for it and run as far as you can in the direction of your best and happiest dreams across the bridge that was built by your own desire to heal.
when your heart broke it was completely silent.
you would think as its so important it would make the loudest sound in the whole world, or even have some sort of ceremonious sound like the gong of a cymbal or the ringing of a bell.
you would think as its so important it would make the loudest sound in the whole world, or even have some sort of ceremonious sound like the gong of a cymbal or the ringing of a bell.
but its silent and you almost wish there was a noise to distract you from the pain.
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"when your heart broke it was completely silent."
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this is sad and beautiful
ReplyDeleteHaunting.
ReplyDeleteIt wasn't the break or the crack or the snap. It was the silence.
Profound.
I wish I had the words to explain how much I enjoyed this.
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